To do this, the two girls and the audience in the live broadcast room can also see it.

"You're going to be called a flower chicken...... Isn't it called a flower seagull?" Lin Xihan was interested.

This chicken ...... No, seagull...... No, anyway, this dish is sold in civilized societies in larger restaurants.

However, the finished products baked in the big stove and oven are very few that can make the meat rotten and deboned.

The taste of those buried under the campfire can be several grades stronger than those baked in large stoves and ovens.

The key is to survive on a desert island.

Eating more heartily every night than ordering takeout, if it weren't for the fact that they were still busy picking during the day, Lin Xihan and Meng Yiyi would feel that they were on vacation in a trance.

The barrage in the live broadcast room is also very easy to brush-

"This dish is down-to-earth, when I was a child in my hometown, I secretly roasted the little hen raised by my grandfather, and I haven't forgotten the taste until now!"

"Is it called the smell of flower chicken? I also prefer the roast that I used to roast in the countryside when I was a child. When I went to the city to eat the oven, I always felt that it was a little bit bad......"

"Ah...... It's not the smell of the chicken, it's the smell of my grandfather smoking my rattan......"

"Hahahaha! You stole the chicken at home and roasted it, who will you smoke if you don't smoke it?"

"Watching Xu Le make a flower chicken, I feel like I'm back to when I was a child...... No, I feel like my ass is aching again......"

"Upstairs...... Did you drink too much last night?"

"Eh, how do you know?"

“......”

After filling the excipients into the inner cavity, Xu Le used a thread made of yellow sheep intestinal membrane to tie the incision of the seagull's inner cavity.

"Next, I understand! Wrap it in lotus leaves and wrap it in yellow mud!"

Meng Yiyi replied.

Xu Le smiled and nodded: "We don't have lotus leaves, and what you said is one less process." ”

Silly white sweet, hehe, giggle.

"Seagulls exercise more than chickens every day, and the meat is more woody, so we wrap it in a wild boar net and soak it in oil. ”

"The lotus leaf mainly provides fragrance, which we don't have on the island, but today Xihan and Yiyi picked some leaves from the broad-leaved forest. ”

"These leaves also have a heavier and unique herbaceous aroma, which can provide a different flavor from lotus leaves. ”

In the process of explaining, Xu Le had already taken the wild boar net oil that had been peeled off earlier and wrapped it in the skin of the seagull meat after the marinating and filling.

The outside is wrapped with a layer of leaves, and finally wrapped in reconciled yellow mud and patted solidly.

After wrapping, the mud is the size of a basketball.

Dig up the campfire, bury the mud directly under the fire, refill the earth, set up the firewood, and raise the flame.

"Bake on high heat for almost an hour. ”

By the time the sun was over, it had completely sunk below sea level.

The weather is not bad today, and it doesn't look like there will be any more storms at night...... Tomorrow we will need to add a roof to the workshop to protect it from the rain, and by the way, the storage room will be dug out.

While planning, Xu Le pulled out the horizontal knife on the ground.

The horizontal knife is cold and shiny, and the grip of pure wood looks a little shabby in comparison.

After opening the skill, the speed of the knife increases.

However, the friction of the wooden grip does not guarantee that the blade will never come off...... Xu Le reminisced about the feeling brought by the 800,000 Qi Value skill.

Therefore, a material with more friction is needed to make the handle, at least a layer on the outside to prevent slippage.

The blade of the knife can't be left like this all the time.

The iron knife can be accommodated with a leather case, but the horizontal knife is forged in hundreds of stacks, and the leather case may not be able to carry the blade......

A scabbard needs to be specially made, again with the right materials.

Fish skin sheaths are a good choice.

Xu Le turned out the solution from the [Tool Making] skill, and then added another stroke to tomorrow's schedule.

Lin Xihan and Meng Yiyi got together and weaved mattresses with broad-leaved leaves.

Whispering while compiling, squirming.

An hour passed quickly.

Meng Yiyi straightened up suddenly: "Thighs!

Is the time jammed so accurate...... Xu Le muttered in his heart.

If I set a time for three meals a day, can Silly Bai Tian be used as a human alarm clock?

"Alright, alright. ”

He should put aside his horizontal knife and get up and dig up the earth under the campfire with his iron knife.

The basketball-sized mud has been thoroughly dried and hardened.

"It's hot, it's hot......"

He picked out the mud with an iron knife and rolled it onto a thatched mat that had been prepared next to him.

Then he slashed down with the back of his knife, and the mud cracked in half, and a large amount of steam gushed out at the same time.

The light is the light of the best cuisine!

Xu Le's voice in his heart.

Peeling off the mud, the broad-leaved leaves have wilted and lost water and discolored under high temperature baking, and are attached to the surface of the lard.

The pork net fat also has a slight brown color, and the fat is all soaked into the seagull meat wrapped inside.

Meng Yiyi's eyes flashed with green light, and she was eager to try chopsticks in her hand.

Xu Le wiped the iron knife clean and cut in!

Then slowly break up the seagull meat!

More steam was released in an instant, and the dense smell seemed to hit the bridge of the nose with a punch!